Charlotte High School - Witan Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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18 THE W I T A N The Eighteen Year Old of Yesterday, Tomorrow and the Day Before Tomorrow [Written by Request] As J. D. Rockerfeller’s name is connected with oil, as the Driving Park Ave. bridge is to suicide and as sterling is to silver, so is a bulk of the pres- ent generation linked hand and fist with foolishness. It has been said that everybody can see everybody else's faults but his own. If that's the case, Ird appreciate it if somebody would inform me of my faults, because 1 am going to inform a part of you people of yours. (You’ll know who you are when I am finished.) This is going to be mainly about the so-called “Flappers” and their shallow-faced comrades, the “Slickers.” So far they have been getting away with almost anything, but I haven’t the least doubt itTll stop as soon as this is published around the U. S. These are the persons who hound the public dance halls and who use “Home Sweet Home” as a sort of a stopping-off place, a place to go to change their clothes and get a little change off and on, mostly on. The imprint of their O’Sullivan’s heels can more often be found on the window sills than on the “Welcome” printed on the door mat. The door is usually locked but they see to it that the window isn't. The “slicker” frequents the comers of our best governed city and about midnight he strolls into an al-nite restaurant‘and buys his breakfast before going out with his pick and shovel. Oh no! not all of the slickers work;some of them attend school. What for? I don't know'. They believe in wearing the shine on their hair instead of on their shoes, just as the “flapper” be- lieves in that slogan, “Save the surface and you save all.” And how things have changed since the war! The fellow used to be the one to cut his hair but it is vice-versa now. All that seems to count nowadays with the girls is a fellow’s money, his step and his car. By the line I have spoken so far, I don’t mean to signify that the world is going to the bow-wows, but when Eddie, who is just getting his second teeth, goes to a dance with Lizzie, who ought to be home in bed with her teeth in a glass of water, why then it’s high time to be alarmed and to gossip. Some of these dudes have about as much chance of going through life with their bluff as an egg through a stone crusher and coming out whole. Please don’t think that “yours truly” wants to be considered a model or reformer, but he does want to help the school along before leaving for other parts. Charlotte, as yet, has very few of this type in attendance and could do away with the few it has. Please note that 1 am leaving. W. HOLLY ‘22.

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THE WIT AN 17 but she never faltered. Bravely she sang on, determined to show her audi- ence that she could take that high note well. Determined to make the high B all that a high B should be, she took an- other breath, preparatory for it again. Kerchoo-o-o-o! She had sneezed again! Unfalteringly the accompanist went on and Eleanor trying to make the best of it sang the few remaining notes. Crimson with mortification, she crept to her seat The applause was enthusiastic. She could not understand it. She had disgraced herself; and what would Dick think of her? She couldn’t even sing a song without sneezing. She did not hear a word of the rest of the program. She clapped and tried to look interested but it was a relief to have it over. She decided not to stay for the dancing. It would be too much to have her friends tease her about the sneeze. She waited in the dressing-room until everyone was dancing and then slipping on her wraps, she made her way out Just as she was in the act of closing the door, she heard someone calling her name. Eleanor! I say Eleanor! What’s the idea of running away?” Eleanor wheeled around. There stood Dick. •'Aren’t you going to give me even one dance ?” he was saying. It was a bewildered but very happy Eleanor that danced the second dance with Dick Lowery. What I can’t figure out,” he said as he smiled into her dark eyes, is why you should run away after making such a hit.” A hit!” faltered Eleanor. Why yes, a hit! You are some little actress to be able to sneeze like that ct will. That sneeze just made the song. It was such a syrupy, sweet tiing and then that sneeze. Why Eleanor, he exclaimed enthusiastically, 1 don't believe I’ve heard anything quite so clever.” Remember that alumni banquet three years ago? said Dick Lowery to h s pretty companion. Do you know if it hadn’t been for that banquet and your song with the sneeze, I never would have become so interested in you. That woke me up as to how nice you were!” That alumni banquet!” laughed Eleanor, looking fondly at a sparkling diamond on her left hand, I never had such a miserable time before as I had part of that evening nor such a good time as I had the rest of the evening.” MARY F. DAVISON ‘24. Notice to Prize Story Contestants Lack of space in this issue prohibits the publication of the second ami third place Prize Contest stories. These will, however, be taken into consid- eration in awarding the prizes. The second in merit was, The Sentiments of a Freshie,” by Lucille Cross 24, and the third in merit was, The Contest of the Good,” by Cornelius Law'rence '24.

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THE W1TAN 19 Mid-Year High School Girls’ Conference On March 10th, 250 girls from Albany, Jamestown, Troy, Lockport, Ni- agara Falls, Rochester, Elmira, Buffalo and many other towns and cities of western New York met at the mid-year High School girls’ conference at Syra- cuse. After registration we had our get-together dinner. A Girl Reserve from Utica was chairman of the conference. A short period of introductions and greetings preceded the main event of the day, a speech by Miss Agnes Kidder. National Secretary for Girl Reserves. The theme of her talk was the theme of the conference 'Forth I must and forth today.” She said we would find quicksand of selfishness, boulders of prejudice, and rocks of un- friendliness in our paths, but that with an understanding heart we could hope to move all these barriers to world-wide friendship: Saturday morning after devotions, the presiding chairman spoke on “Our Highways to International Friendship.” Shortly after this the clubs made their ie orts on their work during the year. Many were the fine and novel ways of bettering the friendship in school and city. Following this, Miss Gladys Bryson, Student Secretary, addressed us on “Paving the Highway.” After this, luncheon was served. Next came our busir.e s meet ng and song contest. The cup went to Syracuse. Last year’s song contest winner was Tonawanda. Then came our sight-seeing tour. We were entertained by the Syracuse University girls, who acted as our guides about the campus. Among the thin wh’ch impressed us most were the Stadium, Teacher’s College, an old build ng of castle style, and their far-famed gym. The big event of the day was our banquet at 6:30. Toasts were made to an Oriental girl, a South American girl, an Immigrant girl, an Indian girl, a Colored girl and to “Girls Everywhere.” Cablegrams, telegrams and letters Irom all parts of the world were read to us. The actual word from these places brought them nearer and made them dearer to us. Miss Marguerite Jones addressed us on the subject, “Students Across the Sea.” Tho bright Sunday morirng found us on our way to morning service, at the First Bap- tist Church. Rev. Bernard C. Clausen, Pastor, gave a sermon that will ever ring in our hearts. After lunch we had our short Vesper Service. “In Every Soul of all Mankind Somewhat of Christ I Find” was the thought brought forth and left to dwell and grow in our hearts. We boarded the train for home feeling better off for having this confer- ence. We felt an inexpressible gratitude to the Syracuse girls for their splendid part as hostess. VIVA BLACKBURN '22,